Li Beijue took advantage of the moonlight to see clearly the other blurry figure in bed. He took a deep breath and with a snap, turned on the bedside lamp.
"Get out!!!!"
His tone was of extreme indifference, and his gaze seemed to freeze someone in place.
On hearing this, Jiang Baobao couldn't help frowning. Instead of reacting, she even lifted the quilt to cover half of her face.
"What are you doing…you…turn off the light…"
She muttered discontentedly, her voice filled with complaints and coquettishness.
A coldness immediately surged on Li Beijue's face.
This woman really is just as shameless as before!
Still trying to play the same tricks from six years ago?
The air was still faintly fragrant with the aroma of alcohol.
Li Beijue, looking at Jiang Baobao sleeping soundly beside him, felt a deep, bottomless storm brewing in his eyes.
"Get up! Get out!"
He fiercely pulled Jiang Baobao by the wrist, trying to drag her out of bed.
